Under the spring breeze of capitalist reform, Brittus has entered June, and the weather is gradually getting hot and dry.

While people are still working as they do every day, the ugly faces of the capitalists and the complicated back-and-forth between them and the government have come to the fore.

The newspapers stopped attacking the aristocracy and began to point the finger at the new government, and the reporters always had to find a target for ridicule in order to win the attention of the people and obtain more benefits.

However, not all newspaper pages are full of critical news and gossip, and in order to retain customers for long-term subscriptions, newspapers often serialize long stories.

This is a very common approach.

As a result, there are also many people in this busy city who rely on writing to support their families, and they call themselves home.

These so-called homes, which are serialized in the newspapers, live a glamorous life on the surface, but in private they are also calculating whether they can sell half a penny or a penny for a thousand words.

At the same time, it is also necessary to defend rights and crack down on unscrupulous robbers who secretly engrave the serialized content, print it on a booklet, and sell it at an extremely low price, because they are known as helping the author to do publicity.

But most of the guys serialized in the newspaper this year are struggling below the food and clothing line, and they usually have to do odd jobs to earn money to fill their stomachs.

Their biggest hope is that their words can be taken by a theater and adapted into a stage play to be starred by a well-known star, so that they can earn a lot of money, and they can also become a well-known writer and get out of the bottom of life!

But the reality is that there are a lot of families, and there are very few who are fortunate enough to be adapted by the theater, although the big stars have a little appearance fee in their hands enough to feed their families for many years.

So, in the midst of a dry of inspiration and low incomes due to rampant piracy, many families choose to change careers, cutting off their serials for months or even years without warning to take up more satisfying jobs......

"Shit, damn it??? ！”

"I was seeing the most enjoyable place last week, why did this author suddenly write the finale, and the protagonist woke up to find that everything was a dream?"

At a fast-food restaurant on the edge of the central block, a young man angrily threw a yellow pamphlet on the table, shouting that nothing was written.

The young man in the student uniform who was at the same table as him also had a small yellow booklet in his hand, and he was looking at it vigorously, but after turning a page, he suddenly threw the booklet on the table and cursed.

"FK, the protagonist of your book is okay, the protagonist of my book was hit by a carriage directly on the road and died, this author is such rubbish, today I want to scold him in the school reading club!"

The two young people were not very old, they were students in the middle school next door, and although the middle school they attended was not a top school, it was undoubtedly a happy thing to be able to study at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Bill was sitting at the table next to them, a newspaper in his hand and a cup of coffee on his right.

After leaving the North District, he looked for a restaurant to eat, and he didn't know why Oriental Cuisine was not open today, so he found a random fast food and waited for the night to fall and start hunting.

With nothing to do in the morning, reading in the newspaper is one of the best ways for him to pass the time, but after he finishes reading a book of suspense that is not badly written, he finds that the next issue will be suspended.

"Dear readers, for some reason, I choose to pause in ?? I will pick up this article many years later when I stop working for a living, but I must apologize to you for now. 」

"Sorry for all of you who bought newspapers and genuine books to read!"

Putting down the newspaper, Bill was a little irritable.

The suspenseful murder case ended hastily as soon as the layout was completed, and the criminal voluntarily confessed to the crime in the lowest form of repentance, making the part that should have been climactic as plain as boiled vegetables, which is simply insulting to the reader's IQ!

The noisy voices behind him continued, and the shadow saw a pirated book in front of the two and a half young men, his expression was even more gloomy, and his eyes were dull and cold.

Putting on pure black gloves and breaking his wrists and neck, Bill suddenly turned around and punched in an instant!

"Oops!"

"What are you doing—ahhhhh

"Ahem, ahem......"

None of them saw the speed of Bill's punches, and now they were all on the ground, clutching their stomachs and faces in pain.

The people in the fast food restaurant were all stunned, completely confused as to why the strange man was doing this, and even the whole wheat noodles fell from their mouths.

With a cold snort, Bill clapped his palms, picked up the black coat on the seat and put it on his shoulders at will, and left calmly, leaving cold words.

"Stinky boys, I have to buy the genuine version of the secretary in the future!"

......

On the second floor of the Britts Police Station, Assistant Police Officer hurriedly rushed into Shawey's office.

"Sheriff Savoy, there has just been a murderous murder case in an old-fashioned apartment building on Rue Fournier!"

After the assistant police officer quickly explained his intentions, he realized that Sergeant Savoy was there, and he was so fascinated that he didn't hear his words at all.

"Sheriff, Sheriff Shawey?"

“......”

"Oh, so you're here, what's the matter?"

Sha Wei was interrupted from his train of thought, put down the physical book and looked up to ask.

"Sheriff Shavoy, the situation is urgent!"

"In an old apartment building on Avenue Fournier, there was an extremely brutal homicide last night, and now that the reporters have been informed, the director has asked us to solve the case before the panic spreads!"

The Assistant Constable explained in more detail.

For some reason, he felt that Sheriff Savoy seemed to have undergone a lot of strange changes recently, such as the fact that he never had to tell one thing repeatedly, it was Sheriff Savoy who took the initiative to ask for the details of the case.

Moreover, Sergeant Shawei has not paid attention to solving the case these days, and is even indifferent to the change of the top management of the police department, as if everything has been cut off from him.

“...... Okay, I see, I'll go with you. ”

Putting on a special sergeant's coat, Shawei and Assistant Police hurriedly went downstairs and took a police car to the scene of the crime.

The downstairs of the old-fashioned apartment on Rue Ornier was already crowded with well-behaved people and journalists, and the police had put up a yellow and black separation strip on the top floor of the apartment to protect the crime scene and wait for Savoy to arrive.

In the police car hurrying to Avenue Fournier, Savoy finally began to care about the case and asked the assistant police officer for details.

"How many people died in this homicide, has the cause of death been clarified?"

There were two people killed in the homicide, Lily Cotton, a female clerk who worked at the bank, and her eight-year-old daughter, Sophie Cotton. ”

"The cause of death is very clear, and after a professional forensic examination, all of them died of excessive blood loss from knife wounds, but there is nothing special about them. ”

"The strangest part is that the bodies of the two deceased were dismembered by the killer and put together into strange shapes shortly after their deaths!"